january '17: white ether.

nature coated with crystals.

on my last day at my parent's place i was surprised with a fairy tale country upon waking up. the sun was shining brightly and the frost & fog of the day prior turned nature into something indescribably beautiful, a surreal landscape, a different universe alltogether. i immediately put on shoes and started walking, i didn't want to miss this wonderful opportunity to capture the almost ethereal beauty mother nature had on offer that day. i don't have a lot more to say about these pictures, so just sit back, and enjoy a little bit of my temporarily sugar-coated homeland.

crushed ice.

the many variations of white & blue were simply breath-taking. it was a sight to behold and something i don't want to forget. moments like this make me feel so glad i grew up in a tiny solitudal village.

schlossteich ( castle's lake ) under ice. our village once had a castle, but it was demolished by russians & local farmers after world war II. i always thought of that part of history as a crime, i'd really would've loved it if we had a castle to show off as a point of interest. anyway, the castle's islet was a huge playground for us village kiddos growing up, lots of adventures were had all over the place, including exploring the old cellars ( which were partly entombed and actually quite dangerous ) and rummaging through the little forest growing all over it ( it was our jungle & we were treasure hunters in search of gold & jewels ). in recent years they cleared the islet and restored the cellars & parts of the castle's fundaments.

i also remember ice skating on the lake every year when i was about 6 to 10 yrs old, but after that the ice never got thick enough to hold persons anymore. and after a kid drowned in the lake it was also forbidden to do any further ice skating. i still hold very dear memories to this little islet, though, it really contributed to my continuing love of nature & reminds me of the freedom i experienced in my childhood.

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may '20: seeking modernism.

super pink rhododendron buds emerging! i start off this post with some flower images to appreciate and praise the time of spring, especially the month of may, which is the most abundant spring month to me personally. all the blossoms, all the fresh greens amass during may, and my heart and mind are hardly ever able to not frolick & gush about it all! for this post i am returning to one walk i did with the sole purpose to find a special mid-century villa in königstein ( which would ultimately prove to be a failure - i did find it, but i couldn't approach it properly to have a good look at it and only ever saw a tiny bit of the garden/forest side ). the whole walk was not a letdown, though, as i did find some other mid-century & brutalism gems and thoroughly enjoyed walking through the old spa town in the taunus mountains. rhododendron shrubs yield all kinds of different blossoms in myriad colours, they are easy to breed, therefore a wide variety can be found all over the wor...

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ghost of nature.

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